StrippedA Poem by Nichole Juliet Hemstock6/29/12The clothes are gone, Everything has changed, Things are so wrong, Nothing left to face. Even if you wanted to, You couldn't turn back, Where you are now, You've chosen your path. Stripped, desolate, and nude, Everything is a rabbit hole, Of the past, there is no proof, Your pulse has gone cold. Your words, once golden, Now bronze and weak, Your writing, your trophy, Now tarnished and meek. Your clothes are ripped, The beauty you once beheld, GONE with the blink of an eye, Now you stand without a shell. Every beauty you were once forever worshiped for, Has been gutted and ripped away, nothing is as it was before. Stripped of your dignity in every way, You wallow in your naked state, The strings of your clothes have frayed, A new life for you, awaits.
© 2012 Nichole Juliet HemstockAuthor's Note
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AuthorNichole Juliet HemstockE-Town, TXAboutI am 16, and I am here to simply live and let live. I love to write, I usually put it above all else. Except food. I love to review, so sent me as many review requests as you want, just re.. more..Writing
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